In Pang Xi's military camp outside Baishui Pass, a middle-aged man in a scribe's robe was wandering anxiously, he was the envoy sent by Yan Pu to negotiate.

Although it was said that the two armies would not fight each other, he felt a chill all over his body when he thought of the words that Yan Pu had taught him.

Now he has no intention at all, thinking about how to face Pang Xi for a while.

Instead, he kept thinking about how he had offended Yan Pu, and why he had sent him such a mission that he knew was mortal.

Don't look at what Yan Pu said to him very well, but he knew that once he negotiated with Pang Xi as Yan Pu said, the other party would definitely give him a cut in two.

He is just a small official under Zhang Lu, although he has some evil deeds on weekdays, but he will not let the first strategist under the lord calculate himself like this!

Could it be that he had done something before that angered Yan Pu, so he would use such vicious means to frame himself, should he go or not?

Go, that's a dead end!

If you don't go, you estimate that as soon as you arrive in the city, you will be shot by the lord's order!

It can be said that since he took Yan Pu's order, his life safety has been out of his control, and now it can be said that he is a man with a knife and he is a fish!

Such a grim form made this person constantly leave cold sweats, and soon his chest was wet.

Just as he was constantly wiping the cold sweat, suddenly a person came to him and said viciously:

"You are the messenger sent by Zhang Lu? Since you're here, don't stand outside the barracks, hurry up and come in with a certain house! However, a certain family will tell you in advance, a certain family's temper is not very good, if you have any actions that anger a certain family, a certain family will definitely not be polite to you! ”

After saying that, this person didn't bother to take care of this middle-aged man anymore, turned around and strode into Liu Zhangjun's barracks.

This middle-aged man is like an angry little daughter-in-law who follows step by step.

The one who came to summon this middle-aged man was Leng Bao, a general under Liu Zhang.

Not long ago, when they were discussing how to attack Baishui Pass after noon, someone suddenly came to report that Zhang Lu had sent an envoy.

Leng Bao, who was more short-tempered at that time, jumped up, and he was about to rush out directly and kill this messenger sent by Zhang Lu directly!

If Pang Xi hadn't stopped Leng Bud relatively quickly, maybe he would have killed this middle-aged scribe on the spot by now, where would he have allowed the other party to live until now!

After Pang Xi's persuasion, Leng Bao reluctantly let go of the killing intent in his heart, and was ready to listen to what the other party had to say before making a decision.

However, even if he gave up the intention of killing the other party, Leng Bud still decided that he would come out and bring the other party in, he wanted to give the other party a dismount first!

Soon Leng Bud took the middle-aged scribe to Pang Xi's big tent, and as soon as he turned around, a sneer appeared on Leng Bao's face.

He is ready to watch a good show now, maybe the formation he discharges will directly scare this coward into peeing his pants, and he will definitely laugh at the other party when the time comes!

Sure enough, after seeing the two neat rows of soldiers lined up in front of him, a large stream of cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged scribe's head again, he didn't understand what the other party was going to do?

Just when he was in a daze, Leng Bao in front of him stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Although the gesture was very polite, Leng Bao's tone of voice was not so good:

"Please, Messenger! This is specially prepared for you by the last general, and I hope it won't make the messenger see a joke! ”

After saying that, Leng Bud raised his legs and walked inside, and as he continued to move forward, the soldiers on both sides drew out the sabers at their waists one after another.

When Leng Bud walked to the door of the big tent, the soldiers on both sides had all finished swords, and now they all looked at the middle-aged scribe with a kind of staring at the prey.

The middle-aged scribe was already very nervous, and now when he saw the other party's formation, both of them were trembling with fright.

However, at this time, he was already riding a tiger, and if he stood here in a daze, not only would there be no meaning in the slightest, but even the chance to fight the last time would be lost.

So even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, he could only jump in with his eyes closed at this time, thinking of this, the middle-aged scribe gritted his teeth and walked in the direction of Leng Bao's advance.

At first, he was still staring at the soldiers on both sides of him, for fear that as soon as he walked to their side, the other party would give him a knife.

But as he walked farther and farther, he realized that the other party didn't seem to want to be unfavorable to him, and even the other party didn't take him seriously at all.

If it were an ordinary ambitious person, he would be extremely angry at this time.

I can represent the envoys of the princes of one side who come to negotiate, and the other party is simply in the eyes of no one to do so.

But for this middle-aged scribe, now he longed to become an ant on the ground, so that he would not have to face this terrible formation.

So the more the other party ignored him, the happier he became, and the other party's performance at this time actually relieved most of his nervousness, and soon he walked half the way.

Just as he was about to continue walking, suddenly he used his peripheral vision to see that the Liu Zhang soldiers beside him had moved, and they actually lifted the saber in their hands!

What are they going to do, could it be that they have provoked the other party with any move that is a precursor to the other party who has lost patience and is ready to kill him?

Just when he was suspicious, the soldiers of Liu Zhang on both sides suddenly let out a loud shout, and then a cold wind blew by their side.

The middle-aged scribe closed his eyes in despair, he thought that he must be finished, so many knives chopped down at the same time, wouldn't he just cut it into a pile of minced meat?

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly an extremely arrogant laugh sounded in his ears.

The middle-aged scribe had the courage to open his eyes and take a look, only to find that the person who was laughing was Leng Bud who had led the way for him before.

At this time, Leng Bud smiled forward and backwards, and kept pointing at the middle-aged scribe with his fingers, and only when he was almost laughing did he intermittently say:

"Haha, it's really funny! Tell you cowards, this is the Shangdao Mountain that Ben will prepare especially for you. Even this little battle can be scared like this, I really don't know why Zhang Lu sent you a coward! ”

After speaking, Leng Bud snorted disdainfully, and then stopped paying attention to the middle-aged scribe, and directly opened the curtain and walked into the big tent behind him.

Only then did the middle-aged scribe know that the other party didn't really want to kill him, but just wanted to scare himself, and a kind of happiness for the rest of his life filled his heart at that time.

But just when he was extremely happy, the curtain of the big tent in front of him was suddenly lifted.

Then four strong soldiers walked out of it, and they were carrying a huge copper tripod in their hands!